What I Think She Sees

I've been in this place many times before
With my baby's things among my shoes and strings and clothes
But just because I'm here
Don't mean I can't run out that door
Ain't that what those running shoes are for?

Baby likes to sleep on floorboards bare
And just to keep the peace, well, I join her there
And she might say to me, "A better man I can't recall"
But what I think she sees ain't me at all

It ain't me at all to need somebody
Like some love-struck casualty
It ain't me at all to feel so ready
To be what I think she sees

Baby claims I kiss like I really care
Well, I guess I'd say I don't but the truth ain't fair
And sometimes she looks at me and says, "Babe, my heart just stalled"
But what I think she sees
What I think she sees
What I think she sees ain't me at all